" Yes," Abigail moaned between licks of Vicky's succulent cunt.Damien's hands ran through Abigail's red hair as she licked through Vicky's cunt. The v...mpiress shuddered, her hard nipples rubbing on the thrall's flat stomach. Her body felt so lithe and warm beneath Abigail. Vicky's heart beat, pumping her sweet blood through her veins.Abigail nipped Vicky's vulva. Blood leaked out, mixing in with her tangy juices and Damien's salty cum. Vicky moaned as Abigail licked up the wonderful. Could ... used ta could pack it away. They’re dead and fed to the harbor and someone has to eat all this. You’re handy.”“You knew?” David asked.“The whole town knew ... all of us. You don’t peach on Adams Faxon. He was worse than his father ... and that’s going it some.”“How long have the Faxons been running things?” I asked.“Since before my great grand Da was born. Years and years. My family, the Cooks, have kept a secret record. I’ll fetch it.”The record was eight sticks with notches carved. The little ones caught Zax’s line of sight on them and immediately waved their short bear arms up high, calling. “Bukibi! Bukibi! Mohey! Mohey!”“Mohey” was not a world in their species’ vocabulary, but the rough attempt of the little ones to pronounce the word “Play”.“Two more days”. Zax said and started walking toward the small group of young Krikitories. “Afterwards, I’ll simply intrude and whisper all the lovey dovey words in the world to her ears as she ruminates. See if I’m not romantic. My son was actually cumming in my husbands mouth. My mounting orgasm burst to life between my legs. It coursed through me, echoing from every nerve ending and crashing back to my pussy like a symphony of phenomenal pleasure. It was my orgasm of all orgasms, and Ill never forget it. Evan pulled out of his dads mouth, and his spit-slicked cock looked more delicious to me than ever. Don looked at me with panic in his eyes, and I realized he was holding a mouthful of our sons cum. Dont do.